They know of everything going on, and drag it before the people to excite their mirth at the expense of others.

How is it that they know so much?
I am but a woman, and the ways of the men are not mine," she raised her face and her eyes flamed; "but since I hear that the Delight Makers wish me no good, I want to know at least what those enemies of mine are." The old man lowered his glance and sighed.
"My child," he began softly, "when I was young and a boy like your son Okoya, I cared little about the Koshare.

Now I have learned more." He leaned his head against the wall, pressed his lips firmly together, and continued, "The holders of the paths of our lives, those who can close them when the time comes for us to go to Shipapu, where there is neither sorrow nor pain, have many agents among us.

P[=a]yatyama our Father, and Sanashtyaya our Mother saw that the world existed ere there was light, and so the tribe lived in the dark.

Four are the wombs in which people grew up and lived, ere Maseua and Oyoy[=a]u[=a] his brother led them to where we are now, and this world which is round like a shield is the fourth womb." The woman listened with childlike eagerness.